At this point, the Martial Artists of the Night King Hall no longer felt so burdened. Although Ye Tian and Tian Qi's lives hung by a thread, since everyone had decided to live and die together, there was no reason to be sad...
Meanwhile, the passengers and crew members of flight N3111, although unaware of the identities of the Night King Hall's Martial Artists, were moved by their words and couldn't help but worry for Ye Tian and Tian Qi.
Just as everyone assumed Ye Tian and Tian Qi couldn't escape this disaster, a voice suddenly rang out from mid-air—
"Let me save them!"
The voice was exceptionally powerful, like the toll of a year-end bell, entering everyone's ears.
All involuntarily raised their heads, looking towards the source of the voice, yet saw nothing, not even those with the keenest eyesight.
The Martial Artists of the Night King Hall were bewildered...
"What is this? Thousand Mile Voice Transmission?"
